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The website is mostly wasteland these days. Damn shame.

//It is a shame, honestly, but imo the purge was the beginning of the end. Tumblr’s just kinda limping along at this point. 

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//I don’t think I’m coming back - it’s been, what, 2 years? - but just hi to everyone who’s still here. I still love your characters <3

I found a site I’m enjoying writing on so far with a supernatural theme. So that’s where my writing skills are going these days 8p

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So, tumblr throttled about 90% of my blogs and only returned about half of those to me so far. I’m very likely to remove all of my blogs as a result. I’ve loved every second here with you guys, even if I wasn’t always around thanks to life.

I’ll keep my blogs up long enough for people to save anything they want for whatever reason, and then if I choose to bring my characters anywhere new, I’ll let people know. Until that time, a large proportion of my characters will probably be permanently shelved from RP.

And @staff I really hope you’re proud of yourselves for throttling creators. My blogs were probably throttled because I flagged my own blogs to prevent those on safe mode (minors and people who didn't want to see sensitive topics) from seeing unsuitable creative writing. You’ve throttled not only artists, but writers and bloggers who were trying to blog responsibly. I can’t say I didn’t see this coming. But honestly it’s now become a question of when the banhammer comes down on all creative blogs regardless of content rather than a question of if.

Thanks guys.

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IN  CHARACTER  JUDGEMENT  CALL .

rules: you  can  only  say  guilty  or  innocent  .  you  are  not  allowed  to  explain  anything  unless  someone  messages  you  or  asks  you .  repost ,  don’t  reblog  !

asked  someone  to  marry  you  ? innocent.

kissed  one  of  your  friends  ?  guilty.

danced  on  a  table  in  a  bar  /  tavern  ?  innocent.

ever  told  a  lie ?  guilty.

had  feelings  for  someone  whom  you  can’t  have  ?  guilty.

ever  kissed  someone  of  the  same  sex  ?  guilty.

kissed  a  picture  ?  guilty.

slept  until  5pm? guilty.

fallen  asleep  at  work  /  school  ? guilty.

held  a  snake  ?  guilty.

been  suspended  from  school  ?  innocent.

worked  at  a  fast  food  chain  /  restaurant  ?  innocent.

stolen  something  ?  guilty.

been  fired  from  a  job  ? innocent.

done  something  you  regret  ?  guilty.

laughed  until  something  you  were  drinking  came  out  of  your  nose  ? guilty.

caught  a  snowflake  on  your  tongue  ? guilty.

kissed  in  the  rain  ?  innocent.

sat  on  a  roof  top  ?  guilty.

kissed  someone  you  shouldn’t  ?  guilty.

sang  in  the  shower  ? guilty.

been  pushed  into  a  pool  with  all  your  clothes  on  ?  guilty.

shaved  your  head  ? innocent.

slept  naked  ?  guilty.

made  a  boyfriend  /  girlfriend  cry ? innocent.

shot  a  gun  ?  guilty.

still  love  someone  you  shouldn’t  ? innocent.

have  /  had  a  tattoo ?  innocent.

liked  someone  ,  but  will  never  tell  who  ?  guilty.

been  too  honest  ?  guilty.

ruined  a  surprise  ?  guilty.

been  told  that  you’re  beautiful  by  someone  who  totally  meant  what  they  said  ?innocent.

still  have  communication  w/  your  ex  ?  innocent.

cheated  on  someone  ?  innocent.

got  so  angry  that  you  cried  ? guilty.

tried  to  stay  away  from  someone  for  their  own  good  ?  innocent.

thoughts  about  suicide  ?  innocent.

thoughts  about  murder  ? guilty.

how  about  mass  murder  ?  innocent.

stalked  someone  ?  guilty.

had  a  girlfriend  /  boyfriend  ? innocent.

gotten  totally  drunk  during  a  holiday  ? guilty.

tagged  by: @eldritchbled

tagging: I think everyone’s done this already but if not, @openveined, @hallohell

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It’s that tiiiime~ Just like last fall, I’m giving you all a list of 31 ideas for drabbles, fics, poems, short stories, plots, or whatever else you can use them for. There are two categories that you can feel free to mix and match between in case one of the prompts on either the first or second column doesn’t inspire you. As the top description says, don’t freak out if you miss a day or several! This is just for fun. Happy writing!

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Nesdin:

Nesdin had to admit that when he first heard the tale of the mysterious, disgraced noble who spent a great deal of her time in the cemeteries and ruins, the idea he thought up was a bit… romanticized. More reserved and aloof than the excitable and approachable persona she was presenting at the moment, not that he preferred the former!

Heaven forbid yet another adventurer to want nothing to do with him.

“I think that may, ahh- be an overstatement. I just read a lot.” And by the Holy Flame, was that a horrible way to move the conversation along. As her smile grew, somehow he felt more self-conscious at how between the two of them, she was CLEARLY the more socially adjusted. “While, I- what I should be saying that I had read a lot in the past. Not so much anymore, I haven’t the time to spare these days. And I, uh-”

He was rambling. Morven had touched him, he had kissed her hand, and now he was rambling.

“Yeah. Just read a bit on etiquette, never truly had cause to use it.”  

As a well-read and scholarly man, Nesdin was ahead of the former noblewoman by probably several tomes of wisdom. She had always been given things to read and do, and she could read fine, but she’d never really been much interested in learning things like etiquette from dusty old books. She’d learned by doing it, and everything else she’d learned in life she did because she wanted to. Things she may have been expected to just know sometimes eluded her. Like proper greetings, apparently.

Not that she was going to give any of that away so soon. 

More importantly, her new companion - Nesdin; what a curious name! - seemed awfully nervous. She had to wonder why. She didn’t think to move away, still sitting rather close, her hip almost touching his. As he rambled rather sweetly, she smiled patiently and waited for him to finish speaking. After all, she still knew her etiquette!

“Never?” She gave a gentle laugh, airy, the undertone of an amused scoff somewhere in her throat. “One must always consider etiquette in their day to day dealings, Nesdin.” So said Morven, she who greeted new companions by squeezing their biceps. “So, dearie, do tell; what brings a clever gentleman like you to a dismal place like this?” Of course the obvious answer was money... but if that were so, why the chains and tattered cape? Surely he could afford a shirt at least, now he was here...

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THE    FIVE    SENSES     /      SENTENCE    STARTERS  .

some   may   be   nsfw   and   /   or   be   triggering.   

01    :     TOUCH .

❝ i love this [ FABRIC ], it feels satisfying. ❞

❝ your touch. it leaves me breathless. ❞

❝ your touch is unlike any other. ❞

​❝ have you ever felt anything more comfortable? ❞

❝ feel this. what does it feel like to you? ❞

❝ i wanted to see what it felt like. ❞

​❝ touch it. i dare you. ❞

​❝ you felt ice cold when i touched you. ❞

​❝ you feel warm to me. ❞

​❝ i love the feel of [ FABRIC ] against my skin. ❞

​❝ i love the feel of your skin against mine. ❞

​❝ i would never touch anyone else. ❞

​❝ i love the feel of your hair between each of my fingers. ❞

​❝ don’t you dare touch me. ❞

​❝ i want to feel your lips against my own. ❞

​❝ i can feel your pulse. it jumped. ❞

​❝ let me give you a massage. ❞

❝ you feel like home to me. ❞ 

02     :      TASTE .

❝ i love the taste of you. ❞

❝ i can never forget that taste. ❞

❝ fair warning, it does have a bitter taste. ❞

​❝ no offense, you just aren’t my taste. ❞

❝ can i have a taste of that? ❞

❝ i have yearned for the taste of your lips. ❞

​❝ that tasted pretty good actually. ❞

​❝ it just left a really bad taste in my mouth so no thanks. ❞

​❝ nothing taste better than chocolate. ❞

​❝ i’ve got something you might want to taste. ❞

​❝ i will forever savor that taste. ❞

​❝ blood has such a metallic taste. ❞

​❝ my taste buds are mad at me after eating that. ❞

​❝ how’s it feel to get a taste of your own medicine? ❞

​❝ you didn’t even taste it. ❞

​❝ trust me, you’ll want to taste this. ❞

​❝ i think it has a bit of bitter sweet taste. ❞

❝ so you tasted it, did you like it? ❞

03     :      SIGHT .

❝ i see you. ❞

❝ i’ve never seen things so clearer than i do now. ❞

❝ it’s too dark, i can’t see anything. ❞

​❝ how can you see anything? it’s pitch dark. ❞

❝ i’ve looked close enough and i see you for what you are. ❞

❝ please, just look at me. ❞

​❝ stop staring at me like that. ❞

​❝ get that light out of my face. ❞

​❝ it’s so bright outside today. ❞

​❝ what’s wrong? what did you see? ❞

​❝ you’re scared, you must have saw something. ❞

​❝ what i saw, you’ll never believe me. ❞

​❝ i’ve never seen you before. ❞

​❝ have we seen one another before? ❞

​❝ you see me for what i truly am. ❞

​❝ i didn’t see anything. ❞

​❝ did you see that? ❞

❝ i can’t believe my eyes. ❞

04     :      SOUND .

❝ shhh, i just heard something. ❞

❝ did you hear that? ❞

❝ what is that sound? ❞

​❝ i missed the sound of your voice. ❞

❝ do you hear me? stay away from me. ❞

❝ i hear you, loud and clear. ❞

​❝ i’m sorry, what was that? i didn’t hear you. ❞

​❝ i’ve heard that sound before. ❞

​❝ you didn’t hear anything at all? ❞

​❝ can you hear what they’re saying? ❞

​❝ aw, i love the sound of music. ❞

​❝ i never said i could hear them. ❞

​❝ wait, hear that? something is coming. ❞

​❝ i could hear screams … ❞

​❝ i heard you all the way upstairs. ❞

​❝ you didn’t just hear that? that sound? that noise? ❞

​❝ trust me, you’re going to want to hear this. ❞

❝ please, just hear me out. ❞

05     :      SMELL .

❝ what is that smell? ❞

❝ i have missed your smell. ❞

❝ you smell nice. ❞

​❝ it’s unlike anything i’ve smelled before. ❞

❝ i smell the food cooking from here. ❞

❝ do you smell that? ❞

​❝ how are you able to smell that? ❞

​❝ no offense but it really smells. ❞

​❝ it’s starting to smell. ❞

​❝ tell me, you’ve smelled this before. ❞

​❝ i know that smell, it’s the smell of lies. ❞

​❝ i can smell you from here. ❞

​❝ are you smelling me? ❞

​❝ i missed the smell of your hair. ❞

​❝ i need to step away, get some fresh air. ❞

​❝ do you smell that? that’s the smell of freedom. ❞

​❝ i could never erase your smell. ❞

❝ i can smell the fear on you from here. ❞

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indie / sel / mutliverse / oc & crossover friendly

HIGHWAYMAN from DARKEST DUNGEON

as loved by wraith 

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“Shame, dearie?”

Amusement tugged sharply at a corner of her mouth, making her usual smug-looking smile wider and lopsided. Oh, these new folk with their strange concepts of honour.

“Are you implying I ought to? What do they need it for? And, my dear, what difference does it make if they’ve been dead for months or minutes? Either way, it’s all the same. Do you feel guilt when you watch your enemy fall and loot his still-warm body afterwards?”

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    “Do you ever feel shame in stealing from the dead?”

    “There is no battle to won. Why take spoils from those who cannot defend themselves?”

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BLOODBORNE SENTENCE MEME.

The morning always comes.

This will be your home, for now.

Look at you, you sorry drunk.

Don’t you worry. This will help you forget.

I’ve never been use to anyone.

I only wanted to help…

Your blood is tainted.

You shall not abscond your crimes!

Is it the blood, or are you just raving mad?

This can’t be the real you. …Please, stop.

I have no time for your petty lies.

I will never leave your side.

Your presence somehow soothes.

I only wanted…to be your….friend

Would you ever think to love me?

You let the blood get the best of you.

Remember yourself. You are not a beast.

You are no more than a beast. I should’ve known.

Too proud to show your true face, eh?

I don’t seem apt for this life anymore.

Please, just stop. Stop, please!

Of course…I do love you.

We are born of the blood, made men by the blood, undone by the blood.

My eyes grow heavy…Let me rest a while. I’ll be fine, just wait.

Whatever can be gained from this place, it will do more harm than good.

We must find a way to surpass our own stupidity. 

Isn’t it time someone put you out of your misery?

I’d like to tender my thanks, but I haven’t much to offer.

Just think about what you’re doing. It’s utter madness.

What good is your immortality now!

You’ll be one of them, sooner or later.

May you find your worth in the waking world.

Have you got a screw loose? Or is it your…animal intuition?

You hunters have got more blood on your hands.

Hunters are killers, nothing less!

You call me a beast? A beast? What would you know? I didn’t ask for this!

Without fear in our hearts, we’re little different from the beasts themselves.

You can’t bottle everything up inside. You mustn’t be afraid to share.

Rancid beasts, every last one of us.

I should think you still have dreams?

But…do the gods love their creations?

May the good blood guide your way.

You know not the value you posses. 

The things you hunt, they’re not beasts. They’re people.

If you insist on hunting them, then I will hunt you first. You understand me?

What is the meaning of this? Why turn your blade on me?

Oh don’t you worry. Whatever happens, you may think it all a mere bad dream.

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Nesdin:

“Wuh-what is that supposed to mean?”

Nesdin could tell she wasn’t exactly asking him in genuine concern for her own well-being, that she was teasing him. And… it’s strange how nice it feels knowing that she isn’t giving him any special treatment. It was wrong, of course. He was a danger to others, he had to take very specific action to maintain control that others did not. “I’m… not up to anything if that’s what you’re insinuating.”

But still, it was nice.

For a moment, he considers her hand, gloved and outstretched; he was fairly certain he heard the title Lady when he… eavesdropped on a conversation or two regarding the mysterious woman with the wide-brimmed hat.

So he takes it, gingerly wrapping his fingers around hers and tilting the backside of her hand up as he lowered his lips to press a quick kiss along the knuckle. “I’m… uh- pleased? To meet your acquaintance, that is.”

Perhaps he was a dangerous creature, perhaps someone she ought not to provoke and prod, but for now he was just an unassuming gentleman, albeit one in a tattered cloak. Perhaps she should be cautious and keep her distance, fearful of whatever could trigger the transformation and put her right in the middle of the danger zone.

She knew as well as anyone that looks could be deceiving. 

But Morven liked a challenge and the rush of danger. And since that didn’t seem to be something to worry about here, she did also rather enjoy good company.

She simply chuckled at his indignant, confused sounding response to her question, holding her hand out, waiting for him to take it. When he did, she made to close it around his until he lifted it to his lips and bestowed a gentle kiss upon her knuckle. Well. That was unexpected. She blinked in confusion, then smiled even wider, teeth showing.

“Likewise, dearie!” she bubbled, bringing her back back to rest with the other in her lap, fingers interlaced. Did he recognise her, somehow? A frightening thought. Yet how curious! She didn’t consider that she too may have been the subject of gossip, fancying herself some sort of mistress of stealth and low profile. “It’s always so refreshing to meet such socially adjusted gentlemen in these dark times in such a place.”

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“Beaten, branded and imprisoned, he holds a terrible secret. The poison coursing through his veins has given him unspeakable power at great cost…”

Independent Darkest Dungeon OC of the Abomination class, written by Violet, sideblog to covetouscryptcrook. Miron spends his time in the Hamlet preparing for missions, pressing flowers, meditating, attempting to draw forth his lost memories and keeping a demonic beast at bay…

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"Most certain. You believe all women are related, Nesdin? How are your cousins in the Weald?"

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“… and you’re sure you two aren’t related?” 

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10, 22, 29 !!

10. Is Morven street-smart, book-smart, intelligent, intellectual, slow-witted?

“What do you think, dearie?”

Street-smart for sure, and definitely intelligent, having overcome her naiveté through training for this kind of vocation. She’s still not great at socialising like a normal person but at least she’s not vicious?

22. Who are her friends? Lovers? ‘Type’ or ‘ideal’ partner?

“Rich and old.”

She jests. She is fascinated by people in general, really, and friends often have some kind of use to her. Not that it’s a necessity to be her friend. Sometimes she likes to hang out with people and unwind and fun people are her go-to for that, but she enjoys unravelling a mystery, and inaccessible people draw her in like a magnet. Sorry.

29. What is your character’s weaknesses? Hubris? Pride? Controlling?

“That would be telling, wouldn’t it?”

Her miserable attempts at socialisation and her position of former privilege sometimes make her unintentionally distant from others. She tends to assume that she can get what she wants with a little smooth talking or that her offers to delve into the grounds without being selected by the Heir/ess for a specific mission will be easily accepted because extra money and gets frustrated when people refuse her. She’s awfully blunt sometimes and it doesn’t endear people to her.

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eldritchbled:

“Mmm, well-”

He rolls his eyes at that, of course his condition was a topic of conversation, how flattering. He has to admit that this interaction of theirs was hardly unpleasant. Certainly strange, as it was very uncommon for one to maintain such a jovial attitude around him; Nesdin generally attracted either rage or pity. “They may be speaking of my physique under more…arduous circumstances.”

It struck him that she knew him before meeting him. He ought to do something about that. “I’m Nesdin.” He said suddenly, a bit awkwardly.  “You really don’t fear me?”

More arduous circumstances. Rather like the age old tale of werewolves, she supposed; a poor afflicted person who changed against their will and who could not shake the horror within, led by pure instinct and otherworldly rage. But from what she’d heard, this one could certainly will the beast into existence. Or was it that only stress would do it? Different people told different stories and people very much liked to stretch the limits of their imagination when recounting their tales to anyone who’d give them the time of day. She didn’t address his point aloud, however, simply shrugging. She was rather more interested in this wiry, compact form now. He had practically confirmed his ability to change, but how could something so legendarily fearsome fit into such an unassuming gentleman?

“Nesdin,” she repeated, almost tasting the name on her tongue as she spoke, and she offered him a hand, entirely unfazed. “Morven. Should I be afraid, dearie? Are your intentions impure?”

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//so... hi

I did it. I graduated 8′3